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A Brazen Shame |
| Written by Esoid Elvoniche | |
| Thursday, 24 April 2008 | |
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Peruse the idea of destroying whooping crane habitats to make room for peanut butter and jelly sandwich making factories… e = mc hammer bite sized squares - An Einstein named Albert It’s a brazen shame… I don’t know my head done just piped itself off my old odd body oddly and zipped its way to an island 4546 miles north from south from here..... when .. Steve died the other day .. he died..It was a roused bomb on the road.. it budded like a thorny rose or a dawn moonflower ...i imagine.. but where did it blast him? where in the world did he whirl him off to? can I visit?.. I mean—May I please go visit him? Where’d he.. go?.. Where the **** is he now...and then well then just don’t tell me the aliens arnt coming…cause why would they visit us.. if they existed.. That’s the worst broiled kingdom argument ever… ****.. Are you Christian, mama? Are thou then telling me that this god built,, created this universe the world outside,, these snowy trees, these spring summers, and that he then.. created us?? And we’re his reflecting hues of excellence and achievements we’re its sons?? … I cant even assemble a ******* bicycle… I wanna make a goddamn planet.. in days no less.. or at least a village where people wreak feet from their face and heads on their toes… so then where do we go from here there and then to where… hopefully an island 3435 miles south northwest from here. in an ocean with sinking ships?.. Raped ships sick from waging war.. warping my path through seas of drooping altars.. God these little piggies haven’t felt white haven beaches in soooo long now.. can you just show me one thread of light…. or will you need it to floss out the bloody stool bleeding through your teeth cracked sideways… I hope not… because you look like you caught a splash of the gout bout Copyright 2008 Esoid Elvoniche |
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